All language subtitles for Bel-Air.S02E01.WEBRip.x264-ION10

- Previously on "Bel-Air"...

- Don't forget your day ones
when you in Virginia

living that D1 college life.

- You little bitch.
- Get off him! [grunts]

[all shouting]
[gunshot]

[siren whoops]
- [screams]

- Your flight to LA
leaves in 45 minutes.

Stay in Bel-Air with
your aunt and your uncle.

- What's up, man?
- If you want to do well,

just keep your head down
and follow my lead.

- I'm not about to change
who I am to try to fit in.

- If you leave, all the content
you've created in this house

belongs to me,
and you owe me a kill fee.

- I think you should buy Kylo
out of my influencer house.

- I like it.

Start planning to
take over that house.

- Tell me this isn't you, Will.

- How did you find that?
- Why would you lie?

Why can't you just accept
the fact that this is over?

- Because I love you.

I need you to do me a favor.
Look into my pops.

- I need you to see to it that
Lou doesn't come near Will.

- Why should you
get to decide that?

- Just do what I ask.

- Think about my son.

- You work for me.

- A comprehensive report
on your father.

- I don't want to know.

You've been more of a father
to me than any man ever has.

- I can't trust you anymore.

You're fired.

- My dad is here.

- Being with your mama
was the worst mistake

I ever made in my life.

- Nigga, you better
chill the fuck out

talking about my mom like that.

[both arguing]
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

- Stop, Will.
Please, man, don't go.

- You lied, and you let me
think my dad abandoned me.

And now I can't trust
none of y'all.

You told me that this city
would try to make me forget

who I am, and you were right.

[FinesseGang's
"Last Time I Check"]

- * Whoo *

* *

* Whoo *

* *

* Whoo *

* *

* Whoo *

* *

* Last time that I checked *

[car horn blaring]

[sighs]

* Last time that I checked *

* I'm the street's voice
out West *

* Legendary,
self-made progress *

* Last time that I checked *

* First get the money
then respect *

* Then the power
and the hos come next *

* Last time that I checked *

* *

- Yo, what's going on?

- What up, G?

- * Take my time,
check, take my tribe *

* Every level that
I crossed in this game *

* Like state lines *

* End up in penthouses,
end up in courts *

* That's how you throw off
a curse, end up in boss *

* That's how you win
the whole thing *

* And they fucked us
with gore with sweat *

* Dripping down your face
'cause the mission was sore *

* Last time that I checked *

- He just needs
space to process

everything that happened.

- Well, it's already
been two weeks.

- Baby, if Will says
he needs more time,

that's what we should give him.

Forcing him to move back into
this house before he's ready

won't help any of us move past
the ugliness with Lou.

- And we know he's OK.

He's texting and
talking to everybody.

- Well, except for Daddy.

- Well, I'm glad he's at least
confiding in all of you.

I'm sure he'll realize
that we're his family

and that this is where
he belongs.

- Hey, Will, what's up?
- What up, homie?

What up, D?

Good to see you.
Good to see you.

Let me get the, uh,
catfish and cheese eggs special

with a, uh, veggie omelet.

Just a little something extra.

[hip-hop music playing]

[women chattering]
- OK?

- [laughs]
And that's on period.

* *

- Yo, JB, right on time.

- And you know this.
- What's up?

- Time is money, my brother.

- All right, appreciate you.

When you going to hook me up
with your guy?

- I already told you.

Doc's a busy dude.
He don't just meet with anyone.

- All right, good,
'cause I ain't just anyone.

Look, I'm serious
about my future,

and I ain't afraid
to do the work.

Tell him that.

- All right,
I'll see what I can do.

- All right, that's what
I'm talking about.

- Word.

- Stay safe out here,
all right?

* *

- OK, I'm going to head out.

Got to beat traffic.

- Mm, mm.
Well, have a good day, baby.

Drive safely.

- Have a good day, son.
- You know what?

I think I'm going
to head out, too.

Got to celebrate
my first day

as manager
of the influencer house.

- I am so impressed
how you and Ivy

just pulled this thing off.

- I mean, when we found out
Kylo was in debt

and behind on his mortgage,

we made him an offer
he couldn't refuse.

- You mean Ivy made him a offer
he couldn't refuse.

- I'ma let that slide 'cause
it's almost your birthday,

but watch it.

'Sides, I'm the one who's
going to be running the house.

- My honeybee is a boss now.
- Period.

- And my baby girl
is going to be a teenager.

- Ooh, so many RSVPs
have been coming in.

Everyone's so excited
for your birthday tomorrow.

- Ugh, Ash, Mom and Dad's
friends give the best gifts.

- Oh.
- When I was 13, I got a horse.

Actually, what happened to him?
- I don't want any gifts.

I mean,
the party's already a lot.

- First of all, who are you?
- [chuckles]

- Second of all,
I planned something special.

So can you make an exception
for your big sis?

- Fine.

But can we at least tell people

to donate to a cause
I care about,

like Black Girls Rock?

- Of course, baby.
It's your party.

- Whatever you want, Ash.

- Well, then what I really want
is for Will to come home.

[soft dramatic music]

I miss him.

* *

[door clicks, keys jangle]

- [whistles]

Oh, man.

[trash can lid rattles]
Shit.

My bad, man.
Don't--don't let me interrupt.

- No worries, man.

I love loud noises
when I'm praying.

- Sorry, bro.
- You know, I'm just thinking.

Like, after two weeks,
I thought you'd have the timing

a little bit better by now,
you know?

- Two weeks?
Damn, it's been that long?

- Two weeks, three days,
and six hours.

- Look, man, I appreciate you
letting me staying, all right?

You know,
the block feels like home.

- Yeah,
you're getting comfortable

in these streets, though.

Coming home real late at night,
2:00, 3:00 in the morning.

- What, I got a curfew
or something?

- [scoffs]

Bro, I'm just making sure
you good, all right?

- I'm fine, bro.
Eat your food.

You are not yourself
when you're hungry.

- Mm-kay.

This smell good.

Mm.

Yo, this omelet is low key
better than my mama's. [laughs]

But don't you ever,
ever repeat that.

- Shit, they ain't touching
my mom's cheese eggs, though.

That's all I know.
- Oh.

[car horn honking]

- Oh, shit.

Um, bro, put that in
the fridge for me, all right?

I'ma get it when I come back.

[upbeat music]

- * OK, big dial,
dripping hella Benjamins *

* Never tip balls *

* Keep it swinging
like a pendulum *

* Never took a loss *

* Dropping bombs
on your friend and them *

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- [laughs]

- You know, uh,

I don't know, my parents are
a little worried about you.

- Tell them not to be.

I've been out here,
uh, you know, thriving.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Matter of fact,
this is for you, my brother.

Oh.
- Whoa, hey, what?

Yo, what is that for?

- Just paying you back.

- OK, look, now I'm worried.

What the hell
are you into, Will?

- Look, not every dollar
in my pocket

has to come from Uncle Phil.

Now, go buy yourself
something nice.

- Yeah, but you also can't
live with Jazz forever, either.

- Shit, I got more options
than you think.

- Why are you being so cryptic?

- Look, it just means that

all the shit
that went down with Lou,

I don't need anybody
trying to control my life.

[scoffs]
Shit, I'm my own man now.

[Easy McCoy's "Déjà Vu"]

* *

- * Yeah, it's like déjà vu *

* I see it all the time *

* *

* Yeah *

- So all this talk about
controlling your own life

and all this money?
- Don't worry about me.

I'm fine.
- What are you not telling me?

I deserve to know
what's going on, Will.

Where'd that money come from?

- Hoopin'.

Just a couple pickup games.
No big deal.

- I thought you left that
street shit in Philly.

Look, if you need money,
just ask.

- No, man, I'm done
taking handouts, all right?

I need to get back
to who I used to be.

- Oh, what, an almost felon
with a gun charge?

- Listen, OK?

I was being scouted
to play basketball,

and when I came out here,
all of that went quiet.

But I have a plan.
There's this big-time scout.

His name is Doc, and he helps
a lot of kids get to D1 schools

and even to the pros.

- OK, so what, he's like a--
like an agent?

- Agent-manager-coach.

Look, I know it sounds sketchy,
but it's legit.

- OK, but he's going
to help you?

- No, I mean,
I got to meet him first.

But look, I've been balling
with this kid named JB.

He's going to make
the introduction.

- OK, why don't you
just let my dad help?

- No, bro.

This is my world.
I got to do this without him.

- Look,
I know he's not perfect,

but don't forget how
he stuck his neck out for you.

Come on, Will.
We're still your family.

[mellow music]

* *

- All right, my love, help.

Which one?
- Hmm.

Well, the silver does
bring out your sexiness.

- Mm-hmm.
- But...

since you're going back
into the office,

go with the brown.

- Mwah.

Good choice.

- I can't believe
you're going back so soon.

- Well, you know, I can't
sit still for too long.

Plus, your man is ready
to shake things up a little.

- I know you want
to change the world,

but maybe ease into things
before you start

getting all militant.
- I'm just following your lead.

You excited for
this big interview?

- I mean, it's not that big.

- Uh, a feature article
in "Fine Art Quarterly"

dedicated to the brilliant
Neeman fellow Vivian Banks?

That sounds pretty big to me.

I know that look.

What's wrong?

- Well, I mean, it's hard
to celebrate anything when...

- Will's not home.

- Vy is losing faith in us.

Oh, and Ashley's party.
You heard what she said.

- Well, I can't exactly
go grab the boy

by the back of the collar

and drag him through
the front door.

- No, but you could apologize.

- Apologize for what?

I was right about Lou, huh?

Nothing good came from Will
meeting up with him.

- At least he got to see
the kind of man his father is.

We were wrong not to tell him.

- Will was doing great
until Lou walked up in here.

This whole mess is his doing,
not ours.

- [sighs]

- * Uno, dos, tres, chief *

* Every day,
I'm out to get it *

* The hustle,
I doubt you could mimic *

* Whole squad
about the business *

* We can't have no doubts
if you in it *

* Please, nigga,
keep your distance *

* I don't give no clout
to the critics *

- What's all that about?

I thought that was your people.
- [sighs]

Connor is still pissed
that I broke his arm,

so he's turned
the whole team against me.

- Man, forget Connor.
You don't need him.

- I know, I'm just--

you know, I work better
in a dynamic duo, you know?

- Who, me?
[scoffs]

You got jokes.

- We could be, like,
the kings of Bel-Air.

Plus, I hate to say it,

but hanging out with you
makes me kind of cool.

- Oh, got you.

So you want to be cool
by association?

Like, second-hand cool?
Like, cool once removed?

- I'm already regretting it.

- No, I just think
it's ironic that

you need me to fit in
at Bel-Air,

but, you know, I got you.

- Hey, Carlton.

- Hey.

* *

- [chuckles] And my first act
as the Batman to your Robin

is to tell you to get on that.
She's feeling you, man.

- No.
Yazmin?

Yeah, I mean, I like her.

She's cool,
but, you know,

we just don't have
any classes together.

Our paths don't really
cross naturally.

- Well, that sounds like
something I can fix.

- What does that even mean?

* *

- So I'd like to use my name
and fellowship platform

to give young artists of color
the access that I never had.

- Can you say more about that?

- The art world has been
historically known

as an elitist space,
but I want to put Black artists

at the center
of the conversation,

especially emerging talent.

- Interesting, because
according to Reid Broderick,

the focus of your fellowship
will be big events

with more established artists.

- I mean,
traditionally, yes,

but Reid knows
I think that focus

is a little bit out of touch.

I want to curate a show
that features all-new artists.

- OK, a whole new direction?

- Yes, I want to use
this fellowship

as an opportunity
to change the game,

and I intend to do just that.

- Love it.

* *

- Hey, girl, hey.

- Hey.

How's it going?

- Good.

Um, you think we could
find a second

to talk about our situation?

I just don't like how
we've been avoiding

the whole issue between us.

- Well, I've been trying
to give you your space

since you're going through
a lot.

But, um, yeah, an actual
conversation would be cool.

- Cool.

Um, you free tonight?

- No, my dad has
a campaign event.

- I can't exactly
be your plus one to that.

- I'm going
to Ashley's party tomorrow.

We could talk there.
- I'm not going.

Me and Uncle Phil aren't
exactly on the best terms,

and I don't want to bring
that vibe to her party.

You feel me?
- Hey, yo, Will.

Will, Will, Will,
check these out, bro.

- OK, I see you.

The Georgetown Sixers.
- What's up, bro?

- I guess we'll talk later.
[sighs]

- You like 'em?

[indistinct chatter]

[mellow R&B music]

- * But it could be easy *

- What's in this again?

- A secret recipe,
but H2Ivy contains

all the nutrients
and enzymes you need

to stay cleansed,
fully hydrated,

and a little tipsy.

- [coughs]
Oh, it's got quite a kick.

- Six more cases just arrived.

Congratulations, y'all.

It'll be the official drink
of our new house.

- Oh, I thought we were
doing champagne, but OK.

- Grab a bottle.
Let's take a selfie.

Labels out.

Mm-hmm.
[camera shutter clicks]

- All right.

To a fresh start of our
very own content creator house.

Inhale the positive energy.
[all inhale]

Exhale the immature,
toxic bullshit.

[laughter]

- Brown boy, fight.
- No!

[laughter]
- What's up, ladies?

Oh, yo, this look good, bro.
- Ay, sure, dude.

- Thanks!
[door slams]

- What are the
Black-ass Brothers doing here?

- I'm going to go out
on a limb and say

they don't know
that they've been booted.

- Why don't they know?

- Uh, I fronted the capital
in my name to buy this house.

Personnel is your department.

- So I'm supposed to tell them
they can't live here?

- You wanted to manage
the house?

Manage the house, Hil.

- Where are you going?
- I got shit to do,

and I don't want to be here
when you break the news.

Firing people is awkward.

Smooches.

- * The grass is greener
on the other side *

* *

- Oh, my God.
- * Oh *

- Ugh, it was awful, babe.

Two Black men doing
the ugly cry at the same time.

- I mean, what did you expect
when you decided

to make it the
no-men-allowed kind of house?

- I expected Ivy and I
to be a team,

not her farming me out
to do the dirty work.

- Sometimes to be the boss,
you got to do the dirty work.

Welcome to my world.

- I don't know.
I don't feel like a boss.

I mean, she's making
every decision.

And then on top of that,
the entire house

is an advertisement
for her H2Ivy drink.

- Well, look, that's why
you got to set the tone

'cause if you don't,
she's just going to keep on

walking and walking
all over you.

- You're right.
We're partners.

I'll talk to her about it
at Ashley's party.

- Speaking of, uh,
Ashley's party,

uh, I was kind of thinking
that maybe

we can pull up together?

- Ooh, no, no, no.

It would just be
way too obvious.

- Well...

maybe it's time to be obvious.

I mean, we both going
to be there.

So let's let the people
know that, you know,

we kickin' it.
- [laughs]

Kickin' it?
Is that what we're doing?

- I mean, I don't know.

What you want to call it?
- Nothing.

I just feel like I don't want
everyone all in our business,

and I don't want
to ruin a good thing

by trying to label it too soon.

- OK.
No, I get it. I get it.

- But after the party,

you can come over,
and we can kick it.

- Oh, we can kick it?

- * I just need you
around me *

- When thinking
about your essay,

ask yourselves, what are three
examples of first impressions?

First impressions are--
[school bell ringing]

All right, all right.

Oh, don't forget
to read and annotate

chapters 3 and 4 by tomorrow.

Ashley, can I talk to you?

- "The Revolution Has Come."

- I know how much
you liked reading

about the Black Panther party.

This author, Robyn Spencer,

she talks more about the role
Black women played in it.

- Nice.
Can't wait to read it.

- And you know
I'll give you extra credit

if you write me a two-page
summary on your thoughts.

- Thanks, Ms. Hughes.

You know, I wish all
my teachers were like you.

- And I wish more
of my students

had curious minds like yours.

- I'll bring this back
by next week.

- I've been thinking about
what you said about us

being a dynamic duo,
and like, you being, like,

my sidekick/henchmen.

- Uh, not exactly what I said,
but go on.

- But for it to work, you got
to follow my lead, a'ite?

- What do you mean?

- Yo, what's up?
How's everybody doing?

Is this the, uh,
the Black folk meeting?

- Yes, this is the
Black Student Union meeting.

- Perfect.
- Hey, what are you doing?

- Look, you want to level up,

then these are the people that
I know how to navigate, OK?

And look who's the president.

- Hey, glad you could join us.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Actually,
it was Carlton's idea.

Right, Carlton?
- Really?

'Cause it's been a while
since we've seen him here.

- Yeah, well, it wasn't exactly
welcoming last time.

Was it, Drew?
- OK, let's stay on track.

Where were we at?
Soul food potluck fundraiser?

First of all,
OK, sign-up sheet, uh,

'cause I could definitely put
my foot in some baby back ribs.

- Hold on.
Not welcoming?

Don't put that on us.

The only time
you showed up

is when you were running
for class president,

and you needed our votes.

All we did was call you out
on it, right?

And after you got elected,
you never came back.

- Take it easy.

- Well, that's not true.

- Really?
[students chattering]

- OK, look, fine.

But you want to know the
real reason why I don't do BSU?

- I don't think we should
disrupt the flow,

right, Madam President?

- No, please, speak freely.
Carlton, you have the floor.

- Great.

- OK, look, I get that we need
a safe space for just us.

And the work you all do
to uplift each other

and the community is great.

But...
[sighs]

But, look, honestly,

you all do
a lot of complaining,

but no one even bothers to show
up for the student town halls

or run for student government

in order to actually
change things.

Look, our voices could

really, really be heard
on stuff that actually matters,

or we could just sit here

and bitch and moan about
why the cafeteria only serves

fried chicken on MLK Day.

- OK, so what I think, um,

Carlton was trying to say
is that he would be up for some

bigger ideas if the group
would be down for it.

I know I would.

- Yeah, so would I, actually.

We could afford
to be less insular,

shake things up.

And everyone's opinions
are welcome here.

So, Carlton,
keep coming to the meetings.

We'd love to hear
more of your ideas.

* *

OK, so next up,
the reports of officers.

Dante, do you wanna start?

- It's great
to have you back, Phil.

- It feels good
to be back, James.

- Like old times, huh?
- [laughs]

- Hey, man,
I just want to say I'm sorry

that your DA run
didn't work out.

- Oh, it wasn't all in vain,
not at all.

Um, being out there,
talking to people,

really listening,
finding solutions,

you know, it really reminded me
of why we started this firm.

- Of course.

- There's a lot more
that we should be doing.

You know,
our people are out there

being pushed out of their
neighborhoods at record rates.

I think that
we should be bringing in

key community leaders
to benefit from

our resources and expertise
to support policy change--

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

[laughs]
OK, listen, no one--

no one expects you to jump
right into the deep end

that fast.

- Well, I want to.
I'm ready.

I'm back!
[laughs]

- Yeah, yeah, I mean,
no one expected that either.

- Is that a problem?

- That--of course not.
This is your firm.

- Our firm.
- Right.

And everything you said
sounds great.

I got to jump into a thing.

But yeah, let's get into this.

And welcome back, bro, OK?

- All right.
- All right, good to see you.

- You too.
- [clears throat]

[tense music]

* *

[sighs]

- You know rules are rules,
Ms. Hughes.

- I am tired
of not being heard.

- I do hear you,
but this isn't the way.

There's a process, Ms. Hughes.

- Here we go
with the process again.

Well, what about my stu--

* *

- Looking for me?

- [laughs]
Yo.

I see you still
in your 007-ish, G.

[both laugh]
- Yeah.

- What's up?

Yo, you a tough guy
to get in contact with.

You look good, man.

Been working out?
Been in the gym?

- The benefits
of taking some time

to focus on myself, you know?

- We've been in the same boat,

both of us out here solo dolo
'cause of, um, you-know-who.

- Mm.

Except one of us
doesn't have to be.

- No, I'm good.

Shit, I'm great.

Look, man.

My whole life
was based on a lie.

And Uncle Phil is still
standing by what he did.

- Oh, you mean
he's prideful, stubborn,

and can't get out
of his own way, yeah?

- [scoffs]

I am nothing like that.

Shit, I'm better off
on my own, anyway.

- Then why did you call me?

- 'Cause I needed some advice.

Look, I miss everyone.
I do.

But everything
that went down with my...

Lou...

I can't go back
to the way things were.

The whole thing just made me
want to be more independent,

take control of my life,
you feel me?

- [clears throat]

It's not that simple, Will.

You still need money,
a place to live.

- No, I'm good off all that.

Look, I've been staying with
my boy Jazz in South LA.

And I've been hooping
for money from time to time

when I need it.

I'm good.

- Feels like Philly
all over again.

- No, it's nothing
like that, G.

Look, man, I actually have a
real plan this time, you know?

I just want to take care
of myself, be a real man.

- A real man doesn't
avoid hard things.

He faces what scares him.

South LA may feel like home,
but, really,

it's just another place
to hide.

Your uncle loves you, Will,

enough to fire me.

[pensive music]

* *

Talk to him.

* *

- Phil, look who's here.

- Forgive my intrusion.
- Oh, please.

We're happy to see you.

Well, I'm sure you two have
a lot to talk about, so...

- Actually, I'd like
to speak with both of you.

Uh, first off,
I wanted to make sure

that the birthday girl got this
and send my regards.

- That's so sweet,
but you're invited.

We're getting ready
to leave soon.

We'd all love to see you there.

- Regrettably,
I won't be able to attend.

- Understood.

- Will reached out to me
yesterday.

- Of course he did.

- Seems like he's reverting
to some of his old ways,

street ball hustling,
stuff like that.

It's clear he's looking
for direction.

- The only thing that's clear
is that he doesn't want

to talk to me or come home.

- Look, I don't want
to overstep again,

but I thought you should know.

He sees the streets
as a safe haven now.

But I think the sooner you
get him back home, the better.

And one last thing.

I let my personal sensitivities
about my own son

cloud my judgment with Will.

And my actions
were unacceptable.

And what's going on here,
this situation...

It was never my intention
to do harm.

[soft music]

- We appreciate the update
on Will, Geoffrey.

* *

- I guess I'll walk you
to the door then.

- [chuckles]

* *

- Yo, so you not about to
get ready for Ashley's party?

- I'm good. I already know
what I'm going to wear.

And unlike you, I don't use
all that starch on my clothes.

[both laugh]

- No, all jokes aside, man,
really glad you decided to go.

And you can finally square
things up with your uncle.

- If I didn't know any better,

I'd think you were trying
to get rid of me.

- Get rid of you?
Why would I do that?

[both laugh]

I mean, you know,
I wouldn't mind having my--

my couch back, you know,

my bathroom...

My damn socks?
You got my damn socks on?

On the table, too.
- Hold on.

These are your socks?
- Yeah, those are my socks.

You know they're my socks.
- You lying.

[both laugh]

- Hey, seriously, man, I just--

I don't like to see you beef
with your family, you know?

- Shit, man, I don't even know
what I would say to my uncle.

He can't even admit
he was wrong, you know?

But...

I can't keep
avoiding him, so...

I guess if he's ready, so am I.

- Hey, good, 'cause
you know they love you.

And apparently,
everybody's counting

on your ass to be there.

And I promised Hilary
you would not be late,

so don't even play.
- Oh, y'all still going strong?

- Strong in secret.

- Hmm.

- Apparently,
she not ready to commit

or something like that, man.

- I wouldn't think
too much into that, bro.

- I'm good, bro.
- [chuckles]

- I'm good.
I'ma be all right.

- You sure?

- Your boy Jazz is keeping
his options wide open.

- [laughs]
[phone buzzes]

Shit.

Yo, JB, what's up, bro?

I been hitting you up all day.
What's the word from Doc?

- So here's the deal.

Doc's got a B-exhibition game
popping off in Venice.

Now, there ain't
no guarantees,

but you got a shot
to holla at him.

Some of the best hoopers
will be there.

- Shit, then I'll be there too.
When is it?

- An hour.
Don't fuck it up.

- Shit.

- Bro, "shit" is
an understatement.

Ain't no way in hell
you about to go to the game

and make the party.

- Man, I can make both work.

This won't take me long.

- Good, 'cause we got
under 40 minutes.

- Just gonna get in his ear
and make an impression.

- In under 40 minutes.
- [sighs]

[hip-hop music]

- * If he buyin',
then we get it *

* Selling glasses
like it's rum *

* But this is business,
no, you feel this *

- Yo, that's him right there,
guy in the red.

- Hey, man, good luck.

both: Shh.

- [exhales]

Excuse me, Doc?

- Can I help you
with something?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm Will Smith.

I just wanted to
introduce myself.

I used to hoop in Philly.

I was being scouted by
VCU, Nova, Seton Hall.

- Yeah, OK. [chuckles]
Next game is about to start.

We can chop it up after.
- Right, that's the thing.

I'm just, respectfully,
kind of in a rush.

- Respectfully,
I ain't on your clock, kid.

Yo, let's go, man.
Ball up.

- All right, let's do this.

But if you ain't top tier,

stay on the sidelines.

Real hoopers only
'round here, OK?

So I see we got some new blood
ready to earn they stripes.

I don't know,
let's see what you got though.

[dog snarling]
Better make it worth our while.

- [barking]

- Don't be scared.
He's friendly.

- [scoffs]
Friendly?

What's his name?
Monster? Killer?

- Fluffy.

- Fluffy?
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm Will.

So I can know your dog's name,
but I can't know yours?

- I don't know if I like you
like that yet.

- Oh, really?
- Mm-hmm.

- OK, all right.

- I saw you trying
to talk to Doc.

- Oh, you saw that?

- You want a little advice?

- Mm.

- If you're trying to make
a good impression,

don't just talk a good game.

Play one.

- Thanks.

- How y'all feeling?
Y'all ready?

'Cause it's win or go home
'round here, you feel me?

- [grunts]
[whistle toots]

[mellow music playing]

- Oh, my goodness, wait till
you see the big surprise later.

She's gonna love it.

Oh, I'm so happy
you could come.

Oh, you look so beautiful.

- Thank you for inviting me.

- Oh, come on now.

You're family.

- So have you had a chance
to talk to Will?

- Not really.

[hip-hop music]

- And that's the game!

All right, up next,
we got a open slot,

one-on-one against Big Dre.

[crowd oohs]
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

No challengers?

- Yeah! I want that smoke.

What's up with it?

- Oh, all right, we got
somebody with heart, yeah.

What's your name, young man?

- Oh, yeah, I'm theWill Smith.

Remember that.
- Big talk.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Let's see what you got.

- So who's Big Dre?
- [chuckles]

Big Dre!

[cheers and applause]

[crowd jeering]

Here we go.

Game to 7, win by 2.

- Let's do it.
- Let's rock.

[cheers and applause]

- * I know they hate me,
I don't give a damn *

- What the hell is he doing?

[whistle toots]
- * Because I'm still a man *

* That's why I say what I want
when this pain has passed *

* Won't be ignorant, man *

[cheers and applause]

* So Father, forgive me,
for winning and grinning *

* Takin' this money,
out here sinning *

* I know them guys back home,
block on the trenches *

* *

- All right.

[Via The Great's "Champion"]

- Get out of here.

[crowd oohs]

* *

- Come on and talk.
[whistle toots]

- * I'm a champion *

* Everything you say *
[crowd ohhs]

* Yeah, I'm standing tall *

* That's 'cause
I'm a champion *

* Yeah,
I know you see me ready *

- A'ite, I'm about to like,
blow this up.

I'm about to lock this shit up.
[whistle toots]

- * I-I-I'm a champion *

- [panting]
- * I-I-I'm a champion *

* *

* I'm a champion *

[crowd cheers]

- That's one.
- [barks]

* *

- * When you got a vision *

* Burning, waiting
since I'm gaming *

* The sky is the limit *

- Ah!

- * Sometimes it's now
more than millions *

* *

all: Oh!
[cheers and applause]

- * I'm a champion *

* Everything you say I can't,
I'ma get it done *

* Yeah, I'm standing tall,
that's cause I'm a champion *

* Yeah, I know
you see me winnin' *

* You ain't sharp enough *

- Come on now.

- * I-I-I'm a champion *

* I-I-I'm a champion *

* I'm a champion *

[cheers and applause]

- Big Dre who?
Huh?

- Whoo!

Remember his name.

- So did I get your attention
now or what?

- Sure, but I already
know who you are.

- You do?
- Checked your stats.

In Philly, you was averaging
25 points a game.

You're only averaging 17
at Bel-Air.

Probably sharing the court
with a bunch of kids

who only get playing time
'cause they daddy's name's

on the gym.

- I just need someone
like you to help me

get back to that level.

- You got heart,

but I'm not taking on
any new clients right now.

- Show up and show down, Timmy!

[car horn honking]

- Hey, come on.

- Shit.

- Good job out there.

- Not good enough.

- By the way,

my name is Jackie.

- Nice to meet you, Jackie.

- I know.
[car horn honking]

- I got to go.
See you, Fluffy.

* *

- Get dressed
and buckle up, fool.

[engine revs, tires screech]

- No luck.

- We can't wait much longer.

- He told me he'd be here.
Just...

- Listen, let's just give him
five more minutes.

- All right.

- Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.

- Yo, yo, yo, watch out,
watch out, watch out!

- Hold on, hold on!
[car horn blares]

- Bro, are you crazy?
- [laughs]

[camera shutter clicking]

- Ivy, when I said you could
bring a couple products,

I didn't know that meant
setting up

a whole-ass mall kiosk.

- Just got to get it
in front of people,

and it sells itself.

- Listen, Ivy, we need to talk
about our partnership, OK?

This can't just be you
telling me what to do.

We're supposed to be equals
in this.

- Yeah, equals.

Of course.

You're a boss, Hilary.

I'm just trying
to bring it out.

- Hey! We're here!

- There he is.
He's here.

[upbeat music]
- Ah!

- Hurry up!
- Hurry up!

- I'm creasin' my Voices!

- 3 o'clock.
We about to leave!

- Hurry!
- We're here!

We're here, hold the boat!
Hold the boat! Hold the boat!

[all cheering]

I ain't doing this again.

- Isn't that your
cousin's friend

I met at your mom's art show?

- Who, Jazz?
Yeah.

- Is he single?
- No.

I mean, I don't know.
It's kind of unclear.

- Then I guess I'll have
to get my own answers then.

[inhales]
Okay.

* *

[upbeat music]

- Will!
- Oh. [laughs]

- I'm so glad you came.

- I couldn't miss
getting one last look

at 12-year-old Ashley.
[both laugh]

Oh, this is for you.

Hope you like it.

You know,
it ain't a lot, but...

[laughs]

So when I turned 13,
my mom gave me a sketchpad,

and it helped me
express myself.

So I know you're into poetry
and all of that.

So can't wait to see
what you create, cuz.

- Thank you, Will.
It's perfect.

[both laugh]

- All right, go have fun.

- What does your
favorite aunt have to do

to get a hug around here?
- What's up?

- Oh, I am so happy
to see you, Will.

Oh, the house just isn't
the same without you.

- Hey, look,
I really appreciate you

calling me every other hour.

- Oh, well, I miss you.

We all do.

- How's your distance with...
- You sure about that?

- I know he would love
to talk to you.

- Yeah, I haven't
been consistent...

- Look, I'm just going
to be here for Ash

and not the drama, all right?

[upbeat music]

* *

- * See me center stage
and watch me do my thing *

* Like don't stop,
get it, get it *

* Ooh, ooh, hit it, hit it *

* Look back,
swirl, twist it *

- * I can freak you
till the morning *

* Get on top and ride on it *

* Anyways, I keep you coming *

- What up, cuz?
- [laughs]

Cousin, glad to see
you made it, barely.

- Yeah.
- How you doing?

- I'm all right. You know,

being surrounded by all this
water makes me a little nervous,

but I'm glad I came.

- Yeah.

- So who you mad at,
Jazz or Ivy?

'Cause you look like
you about to stab someone.

- I'm not mad at anyone.
Do I look mad?

- Just a little salty.
[both laugh]

- No, me and Jazz are cool.

No jealousy, no drama.

- If you say so.

'Cause, Hilary, he talks
about you all the time.

- He does?
- Yes.

He's into you.

Just don't break
my boy's heart, a'ite?

- Will, shut up, OK?
- A'ite.

- Just let grown folks
handle grown folks.

- My name's business,
and I ain't in it.

* *

- Hey, uh, Mom's trying
to start a Soul Train line,

and I think you're the only one
that can stop her.

- There's no stopping that.

- Is everything OK?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I just needed
a little quiet time.

- Oh, good,
because I thought

you were over here
trying to hide from Will.

- I'm not hiding.

Tonight isn't about
me and Will.

It's about Ashley.

- Tonight's about
celebrating as a family.

And it meant enough to Will
for him to show up,

despite everything going on
between you two.

* *

- [sighs]

- [chuckles]

- You up for talking?

- I don't really
got nothing to say.

- OK.

You up for listening?

* *

- If you remember, Will,

when you first came
to live with us,

I told you a real man makes
choices he has to live with.

- Great, so this is just
another lecture about

the poor decisions
that I've been making?

- No.

No, it's about me
owning up to mine.

[muffled music playing
above deck]

Been thinking about why
I can't apologize,

even though, apparently,
everyone wants me to.

I just don't regret wanting
to protect you, Will.

I wanted to keep Lou
from hurting you.

[soft music]

- I mean, to be honest,
I don't really know Lou.

So the fact that he
turned out to be a bum

doesn't surprise me.

But that my mom, Aunt Viv, and
you lied to me my whole life?

That's what hurt.

* *

- You put your trust in me,
and I let you down.

And for that, I owe you
an overdue apology, Will.

* *

I'm sorry.

- Thank you.

- I know you've been trying to
find your own way in South LA.

- [chuckles]

It hasn't gone exactly
how I planned it.

- Well, I'm still here
for you and your dreams,

so if you're ready
to come home,

I promise you, we can
figure it all out together.

I love you, Will.

- I love you, too, Uncle Phil.

* *

[upbeat music]

* *

- All right, Ashley,
time for the big surprise.

All right, you guys, can I have
everyone's attention please?

As you know,
the beautiful Miss Ashley

is the last of the Banks
to be celebrating

the grand tradition
of turning 13.

[cheers and applause]

And what better way
to celebrate

than with a woman
who knows everything

about being untraditional?

Ladies and gentlemen, my friend,
the poppin' Saweetie!

- That's right!

Happy birthday.

Girl, Hilary told me
you are a big fan,

but I'm a bigger fan of you.

And I just want to say...

all:
* Happy birthday to you *

* Happy birthday to you *

* Happy birthday, dear Ashley *

- * I know that's right *

all:
* Happy birthday to you *

[cheers and applause]

- Make a wish, Ashley.
Make a wish.

- It already came true.

- Aww.
Come on. I'll help you.

- [blows]
[cheers and applause]

- All right, y'all.
Let's get this party poppin'.

[hip-hop music]

* *

- * Presidential rolly on me
like a boat *

* Smellin' like a rich bitch,
I'm so coke *

* I don't do the nosebleeds,
I want... *

* I'm only fuckin' with
a nigga... *

- You know, I meant it
when I said I loved you.

- Will.
- But...

Lisa, ever since
I moved to Bel-Air,

everything has been
going so fast, and I...

I just jumped in
without thinking.

- And that includes us?

- Lisa...

Look, I know I hurt you
when I lied, and I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

But you know your pops has
never liked me from the jump.

I'm just some kid from Philly

who's never going
to be enough for his daughter.

- Since when do you care
what he thinks?

- Since I'm done hiding
and apologizing for who I am.

I'm trying to figure out a lot.

And I don't want to bring you
in anymore drama.

- So what are you saying, Will?

- I'm saying that...

that if it's meant to be,
then it'll be.

But for now,

I think we need
to take a break.

[downbeat music]

I'm sorry.

* *

- [sighs]

I love you, too.

[laughter and chatter]
- Yeah, OK, OK.

- Move.

I thought Ashley said
no presents this year.

- Yeah, I did, repeatedly.

- We'll get the rest
out of the car tomorrow.

- Tonight was so much fun.

I may just want to turn
13 again next year.

- Hey, I turn 35 every year.

- 35?
- Son.

- I mean, I see no lies.
What?

[both laugh]

- You know, it really
was a fun night.

- Oh, it was so much fun.

I think I'm gonna need you
to carry me upstairs now.

- Oh, I was about to ask you
the same thing.

- Ooh.

[soft music]

* *

- You know, you all should
really start locking the door

because anybody could just
walk up in here.

- I hope those bags mean
what I think they mean.

- They do.

I'm ready to come home.
- [squeals]

Welcome back!
[both laugh]

- It's good to have you back,
nephew.

- Glad to be back.

* *

- Well, let me help you
with your bags.

- Oh, please.
- Yes, come on.

- I got the rest.
It's cool. It's all right.

Yeah, this is me right here.
- OK.

[laughter]

- [laughing]

Appreciate the help, Jazz.

Such a gentleman.
- [laughs]

Isn't he?
- No problem, ladies.

- Girl, your family knows
how to throw a party, OK?

And I didn't know
you knew Saweetie.

- Yeah, we connected when her
cooking videos went viral.

- Hey, yo,
and she is dope as hell.

Look, check out
this picture we took.

- Oh, shit, Jazz.
She's holding my bottle.

This is just the promo
I need for my IG.

You did this for me?

- No, actually,
she was just thirsty,

so I handed her
a bottle, you know?

- You're the best.

- [scoffs] All right, Ivy,
I can't do this anymore.

Jazz isn't single, OK?
We're dating.

- We are?
- You are?

Why didn't you say so?

- Because...

I was sleeping on a good thing

when it was staring at me
the whole damn time.

* *

Jazz, I'm feeling you,

and I know
you're feeling me, too.

I want you to be my man.

- Hell yeah.

* *

- OK, awkward.
[laughs]

But I'ma let it go 'cause

y'all are actually
kind of cute together.

* *

- Ah, you're still working?

I thought
you'd be in bed by now.

- My magazine article
just posted.

- Already?
That's great.

- Not really.
Look at this.

"What's old is new again,
thanks to Reid Broderick

"and his talent
for rediscovering

yet another forgotten artist."

This entire thing makes me into
some side piece to his genius.

- What happened
to all your quotes about

helping new artists?
- Not even mentioned.

It's all about Reid
and his vision,

which isn't mine.

- This is your fellowship.

He doesn't get to control
what you do with it.

- Right?

- Do I need to
remind him of that?

- No. Thanks, love.
I got this one.

But you better believe his ass
will be hearing from me.

- Whoo.
Back home where you belong.

You know, it's going to be
just like the good old days.

- You mean back when
you wanted to put me

on the first flight
back to Philly?

- [chuckles]
- Like those good old days?

- Hey, it's a fresh start.

I don't know, I just feel like

I'm in a really, really
good place right now.

Maybe you pushing me
out of my comfort zone

was exactly what I needed.

- You're welcome.
- [laughs]

- You can show your gratitude
by helping a brother unpack.

- Ah, ooh, look at the time.

It's just so--
- Wow.

- I'm so sleepy.
- Really? Come on.

I thought we was family!
- Goodnight, Will.

- [sighs]

[phone buzzing]

Yo, who this?

- Yo, Will, it's Doc.

- Yo, what's up?

- You impressed me today, kid.

Like I said,
your stats ain't great,

but I'm down to check out
your next game.

- Wait, for real?

- I want to see
that West Philly show up.

Not Bel-Air.
- Oh, hell yeah.

I'ma bring it.
- Cool.

Lock in my number.
I'll be in touch.

- OK, bet.

Hey, Doc,
I appreciate you, man.

Thanks.
[chuckles]

[softly]
Yes!

- Glad you decided
to give him a second look.

[tense music]

- I like him, even though
he's not my typical kinda kid.

And...

first impressions ain't always
what they seem.

* *

- [chuckles]

Guess not.
[both laugh]

- Man.

* *

[hip-hop music]

* *